Check Who You're Texting (L.T)

Chapter 9

"Hey Amber!" He says, obviously not seeing the amazed reaction on my face. I smile and sit down to in front of him, trying to play along with him. Well not really.

"So how's life, Louis Tomlinson." I mumble and he chuckles. I can't believe, Louis was actually Louis Tomlinson. As in, One Direction amazing Louis.

"How's acting classes." I joke and he laughs quietly. He gives me a thumbs up but then I realise again who I'm talking to.

I feel my cheeks flush a shade of pink and try to cover it by covering up my face, also in happiness and surprise.

I can't get over the fact that I've been texting Louis Tomlinson for 2 weeks and he's here, sitting with me in a coffee shop. 

"Love, what's wrong." He speaks, waking me up from my thinking state, realising my hands were still covering up my face. I take my hands off my face, revealing a probably overly excited face.

He smiles back at me. "Sorry, just having an intense moment of fangirling." I admit before laughing, him joining me.

He stares into my eyes. Oh my god, those bluey greeny blue eyes. They could have me mesmerized forever. 

"So, what do you want to order?" He asks me and I look down quickly at the menu. Ooh, burgers.

"I'll have a burger and a chocolate milkshake." I say and he raises an eyebrow. I raise one back, probably not as adorable as he did, but I attempted.

He laughs at me. "I just meant, usually a girl would go for something healthy and small." He said with a chuckle and I smirk.

"Well, too bad. You're paying." I joke and we both laugh, again. "Anyways, I'm always hungry, a bit like Niall eh?" I ask.

"A lot like Niall." He replies and eventually the waitress reaches our table. Louis orders a burger as well, but he gets some pear, apple and basil juice.

While the waiter copies the order and walks away, Louis and I start talking, trying to keep it as casual as possible. A.k.a me not falling over and start fangirling.

"So, did I mention how beautiful you are." Louis said and I feel my cheeks turn red. But I did read somewhere that Louis likes girls who blush, which made me blush more.

"It must have been really awkward when I was fangirling over 1D for you." I say, trying to change the topic a little. Louis lets out a laugh.

"Yeah, especially when you tried to quiz me about how much I knew about them." His lips twitch into a smirk. I smile embarrassedly and hit his shoulder lightly for bringing it up. It suddenly starts feeling a little hot in here, not only because of Louis, so I take off my jumper.

Yeah, I know it's November, nearly winter, but I don't get cold very easily, so I'm wearing a short sleeved top underneath.

"You aren't cold?" Louis asks me. I shrug my shoulders and toss my jumper behind me on my chair. "Wait, Amber what's that." He says pointing to the trail of bruises on my left arm.

I gulp, oh god. He doesn't need to know about those. How could I forget?

"They're... nothing." I reply, which was obviously stupid to say because if a girl says 'it's nothing' it means that it is really bad and they don't want to be reminded of it.

Louis raises an eyebrows giving me a look of disbelief. I sigh.

"It's from those bullies. It's worse than that though so yeah." I admit and his jaw drops slightly. He bites his lip before indicating for me to give him my arm. I put my arm on the table as he studies the bruises. 

"Why didn't you tell me it was this bad?" He asks, his eyes full of concern.

"I didn't think you'd care." I mumble very quietly.

"What?" 

"I didn't think you'd care." I admit, loud enough for him to hear and he sighs. Just on time, the food comes to break the silence and change the topic.

I dig into the burger. I'm utterly starving. I finish my meal in 5 minutes and when I drop the cutlery on my plate, Louis' head snaps up to look at me, then down to my plate and raises his eyebrows.

"Wow, that was fast." He says before looking back at his plate, half of the burger left and a quarter of his juice left.

"Hurry up slowpoke." I joke and he surprisingly finishes it quite quickly. In about 5 more minutes we're finished and ready to pay the bill. I get out my wallet to pay, but then I see Louis doing the same.

And of course we get into the whole 'No I'll pay' thing and we're like that for about 2 minutes. Eventually I give in because Louis goes on about how he's got millions of dollars and I need to save up for college bills, which is fair enough.

So Louis pays the money and signs the bill, before getting up. I'm pretty sure that young waitress photocopied the receipt so she could have Louis' signature.

Outside, which I forgot about, was a mob of teenage girls being held back by security and a few reporters who had obviously heard the news that Louis came here to meet me, which would probably start up a few rumours.

Taking a deep breath, I prepare myself to push through the huge heap of people outside. I don't think this coffee shop has ever had this much attention. As we went outside, someone screamed that they wanted to keep the tissue Louis wiped his mouth with.

I mentally facepalm. I mean, I was bad but I wasn't this bad.

After a lot of questions being fired about us being a couple, Louis took my hand and helped me push through the people, following a security officer.

I just realised something.

Louis was holding my hand.

Is it just me or is it getting hot again? And does anyone else feel dizzy from what I assume is heat stroke from Louis bright teeth and beautiful eyes.

Yeah, it's just me because guess what? I'm holding Louis' hand and you're not.

Be jealous.

After pushing through a lot of people, we get into Louis' Porsche Boxter, with the fancy named number plate LT11BOX. So original Louis

When we're in safely and no fans are running in front of us, Louis drives off, leaving them behind. Then I just realised something.

"Louis, what about my car?" I ask and Louis' eyes widen.

"Oh shoot." He says, driving in the same direction. He can't really u-turn right now so he keeps going straight. "I'll drop it off at your house."

"Louis, you don't even know where I live." I say and Louis sighs.

"Right. Then I guess you're going to my house." Louis says and my mouth drops.

Me, plain old Amber Parks, is going to Louis Tomlinson's house.

Oh my god, oh my god.

Anyone else finding it hard to breathe?

-me if this happened- LOUIS OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -fangirls really bad and tries so hard not to scream-

Yeah, the day in a life of a fangirl

The sad bit about writing fanfics is that this is never going to happen :(

Anyways, why do you think Louis is taking her to his house and not dropping her home?

Is she going to die from fangirling too hard?

And about those bullies? What do you think they did to her apart from punching her?

Anyways thx for reading and have a great day!